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The Catholic Church.
Last night my boyfriend and I got into a debate on religion. Him and I are both Catholic but he is a practicing Catholic and me, not so much. I believe that you don’t need to have the label of a religion to have a close and personal relationship with God. I think at it’s core, religion can be a good thing, but I have an issue when people use religion to spew hate and discrimination. Our debate got a little passionate because we have very different views of the Catholic Church but the more we talked about the church the more I was realizing I really don’t know enough about The Catholic Church to form such a strong view of it. After all, I am technically a Catholic, just not a practicing Catholic.
So today, my day off from work AND my Poli Sci class was cancelled. I’ll be spending the day researching and learning the Catholic Church. If anyone has good insightful information on the Catholic Church they’d like to share that would be appreciated and I’d love to listen!
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a door knob.
I see my hand in yours. Only in the shaking motion of a new beginning. Firmly grasped. Securely placed. Smiled face. Tears from the freshness of grace. I see the many different faces. Perfect and placed, like a slide show. These images flip through the torn and weathered pages of my mind. My heart cries out in hopes of Your spirit to find. Please, oh please! It feels so wrong to call you mine if I cannot truly grasp I am Thine’s. Show me. With the waking of day, these words you hear I’ve desperately been needing to say. Interruption to stop my heart from lie’s corruption. Please, oh please! Dressed with the prettiest of lace and the heaviest of fear’s hesitation, how do I open your invitation? Your throne room. I cannot enter, for these arms, these arms Jesus, do you see these arms?, they have become each a tiny splinter. To grasp the door knob, I cannot comprehend in mind, in strength. Gasping for the grasp, the last page in my weathered mind displayed… Your body. Beaten to atrocities. Stretched to the utmost of lengths. Suddenly my five shaking fingers. Found, while in door-knob-cupped shape, the grasp of Your strength.
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